Love My Sis ( -in-Law ) Ch. 1 - 2

This is a true story about my married woman 's erstwhile sister Debbie, who lives 200 Admiralty mile from us. She visits often, sometimes with her married man, sometimes not. He 's somewhat of a SOB, and she 's constantly complaining about him. Deb is very attractive, with a nifty soundbox and fantabulous ramification, and has long, curly auburn colored hair.

Deb is the subject of most my fantasies, and I 've often jerked off thinking about what I 'd like to do with her. I 'm sure she knows it, too, because she 's constantly teasing me. Over the years, I 've managed to see just about everything she has to offer. She often allows me to see up or down her dress, acting as though she does n't actualize I 'm looking.

A few week ago, my fancy were realized, when I had to pick her up in Columbus ( about 80 naut mi away from our house. ) She was on her way to visit us, and her car broke down, and could n't be fixed until the next day. My wife had to shape late, so that left me to ready the driveway by myself.

Once there, I noticed that : 1. She looked fabulous, in a suddenly dress, sheer nylons and 3 '' heel, and, 2. She was pissed off at her husband, as common. He had allowed her to attempt the drive from her sign of the zodiac to ours in a car that simply was n't safe. I put her bag in the back of my pick-up, and then helped her up into my truck. Her clothes slid up as she climbed in, and she made no endeavor to pull it down. I was able to see almost up to her genitalia !

It was already dismal when I got in and started the 1 1/2 time of day drive back family, and Deb started right in about her cocksucker husband, and the experimental condition of her car. I had a baffling time keeping my middle off of her nylon-clad thighs, as her dress was still up near her shank.

I picked an older route back, rather than the expressway, and there were few cars on it besides us. Finally, Deb quit bitching, and looked over at me. `` My foot are killing me ! '' she moaned, and I quickly offered to rub them for her. `` Really ? You 'd do that for me ? '' she asked. `` Absolutely ! '' I quickly responded.

She spun towards me, and put her pes in my lap, still in her aphrodisiacal high hound. I slipped them off her feet, and took one in my hired hand, nearly cumming just from the mite of her nyloned foot ! She went on talking about whatever - I was paying no attention to her. I rubbed her metrical foot for several minutes, and then started on the other one.

'' Oohhhh, haystack, that feels fabulous ! '' she purred. I was a little afraid she would experience my John Rock hard dick with her foundation, but if she did, she did n't say anything. As I maneuvered her human foot and legs around, I was able to see all the way up to her genital organ. I could see that she had on sheer-to-waist pantyhose, and nada underneath ! My cock had never been harder in my life !

As I rubbed, she leaned back and closed her eye. I started moving my workforce up to her mortise joint, her calfskin, and on up until I was at her knee. The hem of her frock was much mellow, and when I spread her knees, when we were under a street light, I could see it all through the sheer nylon of her pantyhose !

Then, I noticed that her other foot was very slightly moving, against the rock hard blunder that was in my knickers ! We drove along for several knot, until I was trusted that was what she was doing. Neither of us said a word, she was definitely stroking my rooster with her foot !

I looked over, and saw that her eyes were still closed, and they were, as if she were sleeping. I slowly moved my hired hand up higher, onto her sexy, nylon covered thigh, and caressed her there. No resistance. I moved higher, near mid-thigh. No resistance. high-pitched ... .. the side of my helping hand was now against her crotch. I moved it back and Forth, and then moved it over until it cupped her sex. I stole a quick look, and saw that her eye were half give, half closed, as if in a dream state.

After a few minutes of this with no ill from her, I slid my hand up to the waist band of her pantyhose, and slipped it underneath and down, until my fingers were tangled in her pubic hair. On down, and now I slid between her lips and deep into her with my finger - it was one of the wettest pussies I 'd ever had a finger in !

'' No pretext of being asleep now. Deb moaned loudly and squeezed her thigh tightly together, trying to increase the insistency and the detrition. I fingered her for a few minutes more, slipping up to her clit as often as I could. Now, both of Deb 's nylon covered feet were grinding against my cock, and I was trying desperately not to cum.

With my left wing hand, I slid my zipper down, and pulled my dick out into the spread out. Her understructure immediately wrapped around it, and she kept sliding them against it. Somehow, I 'd managed to keep on the truck moving, and in a straight line !

I saw an old farm lane, and turned off, going about a hundred grand off the route, and stopped, shutting the lights off. I shoved Deb 's ramification apart, and slid down between them. I took the Francis Scott Key and poked a golf hole in the cotton fiber crotch of her pantyhose, making an opening big enough for my clapper. I moved my side down to the first step, and my tongue got to her, licking the dessert juice from her pussy. Then, I sucked her clit into my backtalk, and worked it until she screamed `` Oh, god, rick, I 'm cumminggggg ! '' and she did, nearly breaking my neck opening with her nylon-clad second joint !

After she calmed down a little, I got back up into my seat. Without a discussion from her, she slid down and took my cock into her mouth, sucking hard on the headway. She knew how to suck dick, that 's for sure ! ! ! Her clapper played at the head, and she stroked the shot with her hand
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A few arcsecond later, I was pumping shot after shaft of hot cum in her mouth, her oculus locked on mine as she kept up with every one jet. She swallowed various times to create surely she got it all. Then, she came up and kissed me our initiative real kiss on the lips, her glossa with its salty taste perception, sliding in and out of my mouth.

Afterwards, she sat close to me the rest of the way, my paw on her pantyhose invest second joint, her kissing on me most of the way. We got to the firm before my wife got base, which was good. In the animation room, Deb went to her knees and sucked me off again, swallowing my second load of the night. Somehow, my wife never caught on, and we made it through the weekend with no job. I 've not been capable to try anything else with Deb yet, but our email to each other show mint of promise ! !

Ch. 2

A calendar month or so after my wife 's quondam sister Debbie 's visit to our sign, we made the slip to her family for a weekend visit. When she was down, and I mean really down, she 'd fulfilled my greatest fantasy - she 'd sucked my putz in the truck on the way back to my house.

Since then, our internet messages to each other have taken quite a new turn - all we 've talked about since then is sex. Debbie has assured me that she wants to preserve our family relationship, but she also warned me that she wo n't bonk me. She simply ca n't do that to her sister !

okay, I told her I can dwell with that, but I also warned her that I would continue to try. On this specific weekend, our design were to go out Fri nighttime, and sopor in Saturday. Then, a trip to the Rock and Roll entrance hall of renown was planned for Sabbatum afternoon and even.

We got in at about 5:30 PM, and they were ready to go out. Deb was a sight to behold - short inglorious dress, sheer, dark nylon and the Sami strappy hound she 'd wear off the night in the truck. Instant hard on !

I told Deb she looked `` skillful, '' and my married woman broke into the conversation. `` Down, boy ! She 's my sister ! '' she retorted. That just makes it even better - hold open it in the family line ! '' I jokingly answered back. `` You wish ! '' was my wife 's hold up input before we went to our room to change.

My married woman also dressed to down. It was obvious that she was planning on getting some natural process that night. She wore sheer stockings, a lacy supporter knock, thong, spiked cad and a brief dress. She knew how to get to me after ten years of marriage !

Both cleaning woman looked great as we headed to a nice place for dinner. Debbie took every opportunity to show herself off to me, getting out of the car, sitting down at the table, etc. Her husband was oblivious to it all. During dinner, Debbie drove me crazy under the table, her nylon covered metrical foot drawing flick on my au naturel tibia below my pants leg.

Then, she played with her straw, pushing it in and out of her back talk ! I was rock concentrated as we left the eating place and headed for the night club. I drove, and Debbie sat behind me. Somehow, she got her shoe off, putting her foot was between the door and my seat. I caressed the nylon sheathed appreciate all the way to the order.

When I opened her doorway and she got out, my wife and her husband were on the early side of the car. She showed me everything, letting the hem of her dress ride all the way up. Sheer-to-waist nylons, no panty underneath, neatly trimmed chaparral. I was ruined for the night !

My married woman was hell-bent on keeping my attention, and making trusted I was up for her at night 's end. She continually played up to me, placing my hand on her nylon covered thigh, ( high up ), kissing me, etc. I could narrate Deb was not print ! I knew that if I wanted any fun with Debbie, I 'd get to ply the wife with alcoholic drink, because it usually puts her out like a lightness. I also noticed that Debbie 's husband was drinking more than usual.

I got one luck to dance with Debbie when my wife went to the girl 's room. She plastered herself against me, and we both commented on how hard I was. I assured her it was for her, and she seemed contentedness with that. I was able to slip a few agile feels, of her mamilla and once, of her nylon sheathed second joint under her dress. She also reached down between us and stroked the oral sex of my dick. How I kept from cumming right then and there, after all the teasing I 'd gone through already was news to me !

cover at our tabular array, and everyone said they were make to get out. On the way home, my wife actually fell asleep ! One down ! I looked back at Debbie 's married man, and knew he was n't far behind. He 'd consumed an enormous amount of money of alcohol, and it was taking its price. Debbie played the like game with her nyloned foot, just to hold open my interest up.

Once at home, both couples headed for their respective elbow room. My wife fell promptly and soundly asleep. A few mo later, the bedroom door opened and closed quickly, and even though I could n't see Deb, I sensed her bearing. I could actually sense her ! She came over to the bed and took my bridge player, pulling me up. I followed her out of the room, and when we were in the dim lighter of the hall, I about lost it.

Sheer pantyhose, high cad, nothing else. Nothing. I followed that cute, nylon-clad ass down the hall to the other guest elbow room, which we entered and closed the door.

Deb assured me that her husband was just as numb to the world as my wife was, and then slid into my limb, kissing me passionately. She grabbed my underdrawers and skid them down, going to her knees as she did. Finally, my stopcock was sliding in and out of her moist, hot mouth - a belief I 'd been longing for, for the last calendar month.

I made my way to a chairwoman and sat down without dislodging her mouth, which had a near death grip on my hard penis. She sucked me for several minutes, my every effort going into prolonging the pleasure. Finally, she backed off until just the nous was in her mouth, and she looked up into my eyes as she started stroking the jibe, teasing my pussy with her tongue.
That did it ! I came about a pint, with her not missing a one drop of it. Just like the last meter, she swallowed it all. She then licked me until I was diffuse, and came up to sit on my lap. We kissed for a few minutes, and then I sat her in the electric chair and went to my knee between her nyloned second joint.

I kissed each lovely, rattling, nylon sheathed ravisher, and worked my way up until I was at her sum. I could n't consider it. Her nylon stocking were crotchless ! I could n't tell if she 'd done it herself, or bought them like that, and it did n't matter anyway. Hot, wet, pungent, unbelievably sexy. I moved my tongue to the opening.

Finally, I was skin to skin with the pussycat I 'd been dreaming about for years. I licked, sucked, played, fingered, and just experienced the wonderful essence of it, glad that I was finally capable to riposte the pleasure she 'd given me. I sucked her clitoris into my sassing, and she started cumming almost immediately, working her nylon clad thighs around my psyche. She rubbed my head with both manpower as I sucked her, moaning so garish I was sure she 'd wake our mates, but thankfully, she did n't. Her second joint damn near broke my neck opening, and I remember thinking, `` What a way to go ! ``

Afterward, we sat and talked like that for quite some clip, both of us saying that we did n't want to leave the marriage we were in, or harm our mates - especially her sis. We agreed to remain playing around whenever we got the chance, but she reaffirmed that she would not let me bed her ! We 'll see ...